I watched one of the Church's videos of Christ healing the woman by the way. I was touched. As I pause to realize that we will be His messengers, we will be His hands, we will take with us His gospel to those who are hungry, lost, and searching, I feel humbled. I have lamented over and over about my lot in life of having to wait for our mission call. I have talked about the mailbox shuffle, joked about the time we wait, wondered if they need senior couples, why we are sitting here, just waiting.
He is in need of those who are humble. He wants missionaries He can direct through inspiration to those honest in heart, those who are lost. He wants missionaries who will find His lost sheep and bring them to Him. He wants those who will labor without ceasing to reclaim those who have fallen off the way, but are still earnest in being good, followers of Christ.
As I try to imagine what I am sure He is wanting out of us, I wonder if I have prepared enough to be what He needs. I wonder if I am ready to step into the position He is choosing for us. I wonder if there are things I need to do to be adequately ready to run with His name on my lips.
This is His work, and there is so much work to be done. He needs those who will listen to Him, set a good example, show the way, and say His words. Am I ready to do that?
Yes, there is room in His Kingdom to have fun, to smile and even laugh a bit. Yes, there is room to enjoy life. Do I have the proper separation of mirth and doctrine to serve Him as He wishes? Maybe we are still waiting until I am taught through experiences and through His teachings to become what He needs in some part of the world. Perhaps the last 62+ years were laying the foundation, and now He is knocking off a few rough edges I have. Perhaps there are finishing touches I need before my beautiful companion and I will be given the privilege to go and represent Him.
I know one day we shall know and appreciate the reason why we are still waiting for our call. We shall smile, and even offer gratitude for the delay. I just read Ether 12, all about faith. My faith could use a few events to strengthen it. I am not as the brother of Jared yet. Working on it, but still far from it.
I love my Savior. I will wait, and then serve whenever, wherever and however He mandates. It has been a life-long goal. It is near. I am so glad, and excited.
Today, this morning, we hiked up the hills behind Sam's house to a place we have been before. A few months ago, we hiked up there shortly after we submitted our papers to the bishop. (Twelve weeks ago.) Then about one month ago, we hiked up there again about the time we had our stake president's interview. (Four weeks ago.) We joked that we would probably hike there again in another month, still waiting. It was the wrong thing to do, for we hiked up there as we assumed we would a month ago.
Will we be walking up there again in another month? Probably, but what will be the circumstances when we do?
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